With a holy smile, Angel Araya slowly descended in front of the Sentry Captain.
"Hello, mortal," said Angel Araya with a holy smile after silently reciting the lines she had previously memorized for a long time, "I hope we are not too late."
The Sentry Captain opened his mouth but ended up saying nothing.
What should he say at this time?
Moreover, what was left in his mind at this time?
The Sentry Captain was not a High Noble who had seen much of the world, nor was he a calm and wise Great Mage; he was merely the captain of a small sentry squad with a full complement of twenty people. Coming face to face with a Heavenly God was a rare experience that threw the captain, who had not seen much of the world, into a certain degree of confusion. He had come forward driven by the instinctual duty of a captain, but after completing this instinctual action, he suddenly found that he did not know how to react in this situation.
